Unforgiven 2

I sit down and wonder at what will it take
To resize your horizon to fit in your eyes
I wish I could gamble, but too much is at stake
To allow the truths to turn into lies

You don't understand and can't read the words
Nor in between of the lines that I write
Each of us knows that what we heard
And we hear that which we deem that we might

Foolish are you for kindling such thought
Foolish am I for thinking of you
Although you're everything I ever sought
You are all that I lost, and there is nothing to do

Nothing but sit here and plead for you hand
If only in friendship to bask in your light
While walking through this abandoned land
In you I find shelter before the curtains of night

Not even a messenger of gods can upset
The feelings I feel for your heart alone
Insanity's grip can take hold if I let
My heart to control what is written in stone…

Be that as may, and come all that might
Forever I stand, fixed by your side
I stand my ground on this desolate night
Squeeze tight your hand and all hits abide…



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This one... is connected to someone (well, they all are, obviously). Life can be wasted by not living...


Every man dies... not every man truly lives.

Every man listens... not every man truly hears.


Open your eyes.

Open your mind.

I knew thee not – still I must say
You are a mystery that passed me by
But 'twas luck thou didst cross my way
If only to impose one hearty sigh

Thy stance, thy name, they did awake
A strange sensation and memories past
But that chance I did not seize nor take
Although the meeting was indeed our last

We knew our names – yet did not meet
Nor exchange words, although we could
If we did, it would be a feat
For I'm not sure if we truly would

Words have no meaning when nothing is said
Thus I must fear that nothing would be
Even as watching I reclined my head
I knew what thou art is not what I see

In thy form I saw a reflection of her
As I do in all that's around
In thine eyes I saw for what I yearn
Although I'm not sure at what I found…

But still I hope we shall meet once more
If only to greet thee that next time
For the words expressed shall thenceforth be yours
And the pleasure, I'm sure, shall be all mine.



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This one's for... well, a girl I once saw.

Just passing by, really... but, still, it was enough to make me wonder.


I'm in a Byron phase right now... wonder how long it'll last.


(Byron must be turning in his grave right about now...)

I feel the walls around me - closing in, closing in...
I feel the walls inside me - closing ever in...
Through halls I hear them calling - closing in, closing in...
The walls inside are falling - crashing ever in...
Fresh new walls for the old ones - closing in, closing in...
Before by chance a stranger comes - closing ever in...
I feel the walls around me - standing still, standing still...
I feel the halls inside me - standing ever still...



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Inspired by certain (literal) walls that drive me crazy... but also by all the other yellow walls and pink halls out there.

Sometimes we feel hollow, sometimes we feel empty... some of us feel like that all the time.

Some of us find things to fill the emptiness inside with… some of us don't.

We all feel the walls. Can you feel them too?

There's a lass who's beauty
Is but a whispered word
And as such, oh alas,
It can be overheard
So I shall conjure up lines
To praise her and show
That her beauty is greater
Than all that is known

Causes to praise her
Are plentiful things
Much like the joy
That with a smile she brings
Poets do yearn
For sweetness and light
Which none can achieve
But her smile, it might

Her eyes are like rivers
Where sunshine reflects
They shine with a light
That fire suspects
Her smile, it is sweeter
Than a kitten which purrs
Such is her laughter -
When it occurs

I wish she'd smile often
For then we could say
That spring and the sun
Come 'round every day
I'd at least that she's happy
Or even content
And not that she feels
Worn-out and spent

At sundown when I
Not believing my sight
Bask in her beauty
And her purple delight
That shines like the sun
From her darkened hair
I see no star
That's near as fair

I shiver each time
I behold her tress
When beauty enthrals me
Then I feel bless'd
A paradox given
When chains are on me:
When I am her bondman
Only then am I free

Even the stars
That sleep on her face
Tell of her grandeur
And ambrosial grace
Like the sugar on top
Of a very sweet cake
Such are her specks;
A dream in my wake

Every part of her form
Is perfect to me
Although she might think
I'm to blind to see
To that I must say:
'Must you force me to bell?
You're more beautiful, lass
Than any verse could tell.'



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I have a feeling I should use more punctuation marks. Oh, well.

Anyway, another one for the sweet child o' mine… Funny how perfection seems to hit you when you least expect it.

And yeah, not really an ode, but what the hell... licentia poetica.

A verse from the heart is all I can give
And love without limits to aid you through days
And although perhaps thou never may live
My feelings and thee shall ne'er part ways

For all the grief this love has brought me
Thrice larger was happiness' crown
And my joy that time I beheld thee;
A sad enchantress in a blood-red dawn…

Thy beauty before me, a rapture in thought
When I had found thee you were all that I sought
Twilight of morning sunk chill in my heart
What would I give if we were ne'er to part...

That moment did pass
I remember it still
Just for a day
I felt fulfill'd


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Sweet child o' mine... Nuff said.

I pleaded the memory
That resides in my brain
Of the sun in thine eyes
Who's grandeur remains
Burned in my vision
Through darker & light
Lighting my path
And giving me sight

My wish, it was simple
Perchance 'twas absurd
That my ears, they would hear
But one quenching word
And truly enough
My dream did reply:
'Returning thy love
None is happy as I.'

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This one's better... I even like it. A bit poeish if you ask me, but that's never a bad thing... Inspired by someone and my daydreaming...

In the night or in the day
Makes no difference
I fade away

With each passing moment
I witness again
The menacing torment

The restless pain
Which gives me no comfort
Which gives me no gain

In the night or in the day
Always I see
That shade of gray

Neither good nor bad
Neither happy
Nor sad

Never easy, never free
Even when I live
I’m still not me


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And older poem... I wrote this one a while back... These first three poems aren't something special, but I needed to get them out of my system.

My heart is pierced
No more need be said
The attack was swift
The execution fierce

Besieged from all sides
Without warning my walls fell
And this nameless feeling
Will not subside

The army did press
Conquered all that I am
For this I feel
Cursed and blessed

The army did hit
Setting fire to all within
From flames my heart
Now is lit

Though I am pillaged and looted my soul
Only know do I feel whole…


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Experimenting… there's no particular rhythm, but nonetheless there is rhyme. Not a lot of it, but still… And, off course, another piece of my heart is presented…

Stumbling through the fields of rye
(Catching dreams that fade away)
Wondering where my soul should go
I wandered into a covert valley
Where nestling lies a circus show

Monster tents looming down
Monuments to fallen gods
(Heathens of their own accord)
Losing values they become
Puppets of the raging horde

Midgets, artists, freaks within
Solemnly they wage the show
Juggle truths from hand to hand
(What they see is what they own)
Own the people - tame the land

I prayed to gods of yore
"Take my sight and leave me be
Take my sight so I can see
This world is dead to me
(Now, forevermore…)"


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